The Etymology of You
Where shall I turn my gaze to?
Is it within today’s moment?
Which skin of thought will be capricious?
Around the corner, in my mind
A slow burn of fear
Cast waves of bent emotion
A paroxysm
Imploding
My existentialist point of view.
It seemed so ordinary
This seepage of entanglement
But it floated
Off like a silken slip
Pieces
Jagged, sharp, puncturing ~
The
Store of desire
Changing the garment with struggled stain
I’m no different ~
You proclaim.
Everyone is just everyone
Simple
No pain.
Even in the immensity of shared feelings
The towering inferno
Of shame
Dropped like a floating balloon
Was swept away
By the fullness of this new moon.
Here and now
Appearing like a light
Emerging from the fog of life
Is the
Etymology
Of
You.
LDS (2006, Novemberr 30th)